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Baby J - SIMPLER TIMES lyrics

Artist: Baby J

album: SIMPLER TIMES


Wish I could take It back to days it was simple
Was the only nigga fucking slap my dick on ya dimple
Then you up N' leave after all that we been through
Man these hoes ain't shit but that's sum we been knew
They wanna be up on a book
Posting they ass now they feening for a look
Just certain shit I don't understand
Getting ya body done just to post it on the gram
And shawty gone tell you she got to man
Till you pull up in a foreign or show her a hundred bands
So I'm a fuck her and pass her that's the plan
Ain't no love out here my only love is in these grams
Phone on do not disturb
Trapping all day that's what I call goin' to work
And without these drugs ill go berserk cause these broads ain't no help and neither is Watching them twerk
I'm finally jus go hit da road
Worried bout these dividends and what I'm bringing in home
Yeah I got a lil cash but need mo
Only money on my mind that other shit got to go
Twenty-four seven, three six five Got to get to it I Cant waste no time
Cant be stressing over nun ain't bout' a dime
I jus fell into the streets now I play it full time
I see the top I'm almost near
Told me it ain't easy like I wasn't aware
All these niggas hating now but I don't care
Too many lonely nights I was up tryna prepare
For this
Remember Nights All I Need Was A Lick
Lets be real ain't nobody give me shit
Big bro said it ain't no fun without risks
So I got to hit the road and I got to take dem trips
Dead or booked is what they been telling me
I aced the tests P's and Q's like a spelling me
Opened my eyes had to check who still next to me
The ones closest to ya would switch up ova jealousy
Shit crazy forreal
Gone tell you dat I love you if you out here in the field wit me
Cause real niggas steady getting killed
Clutching on this pipe while we just playing what we deal
Ain't no telling how you gone go
So I ain't trippin bout it I'm more worried bout da dough
Yeah I got a lil cash but need more
Only money on my mind that other shit got to go
Twenty-four seven, three six five Got to get to it I Cant waste no time
Cant be stressing over nun ain't bout' a dime
I jus fell into the streets now I play it full time
I see the top I'm almost near
Told me it ain't easy like I wasn't aware
All these niggas hating now but I don't care
Too many lonely nights I was up tryna prepare
For this

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